A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

This news.

Like a bolt from the blue, it instantly shattered the last glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts.

The strange events that occurred before.

Although they are numerous, most of them are sporadic.

Or it may break out in a specific area.

Although people were afraid,

But I always felt there was still a chance to catch my breath, and that there was still a possibility of finding a solution.

But now.

This letter, however, directly heralded the arrival of Judgment Day.

Seven days later, the strange phenomenon reappeared?

Where will it recover?

This question doesn't need an answer at all.

Because this world is being burned.

The scenes in those bizarre worlds foreshadowed the final outcome.

So.

The only thing left is... the real world.

At this moment.

The whole world was in an uproar.

This news instantly flooded major live streaming platforms and news media outlets.

Command centers around the world.

The highest authority.

They were all plunged into unprecedented panic and chaos.

The beacon of light.

In the oval office, the head of the department was as pale as a sheet.

He stared intently at the bloody words "Seven days later, the eerie resurgence" on the big screen, his body trembling uncontrollably.

His senior staff surrounded him.

Their faces were ashen, and their eyes were filled with despair.

Their once-proud technological and military strength proved utterly inadequate in the face of the truly bizarre.

"This is impossible...this is absolutely impossible!"

"Seven days? We only have seven days?!"

The person in charge's voice was hoarse.

Filled with deep fear and resentment.

In Gaul, beneath the Eiffel Tower, the once romantic city is now shrouded in gloom.

The top leadership convened an emergency meeting.

But everyone was at a loss.

The supernatural exists beyond the laws of science and physics; they have no experience in dealing with it and no effective means to deal with it.

Panic began to spread among the public.

Streets and alleys.

People spread the news, and cries and screams rose and fell.

The entire city descended into chaos.

In the United States, at 10 Downing Street, the leader's face was ashen.

He looked at the emergency report in his hand, which detailed the abnormal paranormal fluctuations detected around the world, as well as the shocking news coming from the Ghost Post Office's live broadcast.

he knows.

This is not alarmist; this is a real doomsday warning.

"What should we do? What can we do?"

The leader's voice was filled with exhaustion and powerlessness.

He looked out the window.

The fog in Luncheng seemed to grow even darker, as if foreshadowing an impending disaster.

People around the world.

From initial shock, to subsequent panic, and finally to despair.

On social media,

Countless people began to share their fears, prayers, and even curses against fate.

The doomsday theory is no longer just a plot in science fiction movies.

Instead, it was truly presented to everyone.

Time left for the real world.

Only seven days left.

These seven days were a mix of hope and despair.

but.

Faced with such a massive and unpredictable bizarre resurgence, no one has yet developed an effective way to deal with this catastrophe.

After the initial shock and panic, countries around the world quickly declared a state of emergency.

Their only hope.

The only hope lies with those Ghost Masters who have struggled to return from the Ghost Post Office instance.

They are humanity's only hope in the face of the bizarre.

It is the only being capable of harnessing supernatural power.

Countries can only focus on cultivating their existing demon tamers, allocating resources to them, and providing them with all possible support.

And they hoped that they could grow up quickly and face the strange events that were about to break out in their country.

at the same time.

In the eerie dungeon.

Qin Taotao looked at the letter in her hand that proclaimed the end of the world.

Her gaze was deep and calm, without the slightest ripple.

She had anticipated this outcome, but she hadn't expected it to come so quickly and so directly.

She gently placed the letter on the table.

then.

My gaze shifted to the other side of the table. There, prominently displayed, was another envelope.

This is the Ghost Post Office's next letter, and also her next mission.

And this delivery mission is...

This letter.

This was unlike any of the previous letters.

Its envelope was an eerie dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood for a long time.

It emitted a nauseating rusty smell.

The front of the envelope.

There was no recipient or address, only a twisted and grotesque ghost face pattern branded in black.

Below the ghost face pattern.

It is a line of text formed by branding:

"Send this letter to the real world."

Recipient: Yang Jian

When these words appeared before everyone, the command center was once again thrown into an uproar.

"Sent to the real world?!"

"The recipient... Yang Jian?"

"etc!"

"How could it be him!"

Yang Jian,

This name is known to everyone.

If it weren't for Yang Jian.

The Nine Provinces had already suffered heavy losses in the previous dungeons, and now they are experiencing a bizarre resurgence!

right now,

Why did I give him the envelope?

and,

The mail delivery address is still in the real world!

This moment.

Everyone felt an unprecedented sense of eeriness.

Ghost Post Office.

A terrifying place existing in a bizarre world, whose mission is unexpectedly directed at a specific person in the real world.

And this person.

It is also a particularly unique entity in the bizarre instance.

Among these.

What kind of secret is hidden?

"Could it be that this Yang Jian has some kind of inevitable connection with the impending 'mysterious resurgence'?"

"Or perhaps, this letter itself is the key to unlocking the strange resurgence?"

Countless guesses arose in everyone's minds, but no one could provide an answer.

They could only watch helplessly as the screen was turned upside down.

Watching Qin Taotao pick up the dark red letter, he was filled with endless doubts and unease.

As for Qin Taotao...

This task.

This also put her under unprecedented pressure.

just now.

She actually wanted to deliver a letter to such a person.

Qin Taotao took a deep breath and gripped the dark red letter tightly in her hand.

The icy touch of the envelope felt as if it were freezing her very soul.

Whatever this letter represents.

Regardless of who the recipient is.

She has to complete this task.

Because this is the rule of the Ghost Post Office, and it's the only way for her to continue living and getting stronger.

more importantly.

This mission points to the real world!

This means that this is the last instance of the mystery, and success in this instance is crucial.

she,

You will receive unprecedented rewards!

Without further hesitation, Qin Taotao turned around and walked towards the door leading to the outside world.

The moment she stepped out of that door.

The entire fifth floor began to distort and collapse.

That blood-red corridor.

The wooden table with the letters on it vanished in an instant.

Before her eyes.

A passage made of endless darkness appeared.

The end of the passage.

A faint glimmer of light could be seen.